Weekly Devotions - January 9, 2018
“Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ! In his great mercy he has given us new birth into a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead” (1 Peter 1:3, NIV 1984).
We were driving back from our family vacation, my wife at the wheel, stalled in traffic south of Birmingham when I received the text. It was a picture of my 6-month-old grandson wearing the baby bonnet I had worn when I was just a bit older. He was beautiful, where I had been not so much. Shortly after that time in my life, I developed an incurable, progressive hydrocephalus from which God later delivered me. I have a picture of me with the same cap on my then swollen head. The text from my son beneath the picture said, “Recognize the hat?” I replied in text, “I remember how it felt on my own not-so-little-head. Not really. Grateful for the healing. Grateful to see my grandson wearing it.”
Have you ever felt time roll back, to where you landed in the mercy of God?
This picture did it for me.
I should have been dead as an infant, but instead I am looking at my grandson. The depth of truth behind this little boy in his grandfather’s baby-hat reaches out and swallows up my present deep concerns, because at this moment I know without a doubt that I am “wrapped up in scarlet kindness” (as the song “Street Called Mercy” from Hillsong United says).
Whatever else comes to me in life, this picture is the truth of life.
Our God knows. Our God cares. Our God can: for me, for those I love and for a blind world scratching at the darkness.
Whatever else comes, I know, from the truth behind this baby-picture text, that my path leads to a God of power and love, who is waiting for me with arms open wide, standing with the Son, whom He watched die for me and for my grandchildren.
Thank you for this life and for your undeserved mercy.